I sat with silence

And it told me so many things

It told me one way

And then the opposite

And then folded back on itself

Myself

Again and again

Maddeningly mercurial

The conjurer in the end

Is nothing but a voice box

A wizard behind a screen

The heart that was never placed in the beast

But rather a thought

Inhabiting

Never meaning anything

The stream

Endless

“Nothing to see here” the silence finally said

And I agree